I just watched "the Waitress". When she held her daughter for the first time it took me back. I pictured what my two looked like the first time I saw them. I imagined the first time I cradled them in my arms. It made me teary eyed just thinking about how tiny they were and how much I was filled with love.
Will I always remember those first moments? Will I recall every detail of their little cherub faces and their tiny hands?
I want to... Oh do I want to. I will never forget how much I love them. It is so hard watching them grow. I want to stay in every moment. They are so precious!